as much as I find it boring to do activities such as, for example, washing dishes, pots and crockery after lunch, I don’t think I can ask an artificial intelligence to do it for me. I like, on the other hand, to carry out the myriad of small daily gestures that we all do when we are at home. Why should I ask Alexa to turn on a light? Or to Siri to set the timer of my microwave? A question about all: Do I really need a digital assistant? I would definitely say no. I like to think I can decide which book to read, and the kind of music I want to listen to, maybe pull out an LP (what is an LP?) from its cover (in some cases worthy of appearing in a photographic exhibition), then from its protection, and upload it on the turntable, gently lift the stitches, gently accompany it on the initial furrow and finally, but only finally, dedicate myself to listening. Opticious gestures, but which contain a sort of sacredness. And in the meantime, not having to commit my cognitive abilities, think. Here, THINK.

And if I want to call a friend, my mother, the lawyer, I take my smartphone (but how smart it is!) and I proceed. Delegating to a machine the smallest daily gestures seems useless and perverse. Of such gestures, repeated, daily, our lives are woven....